Today, we had J and Pop's birthday. I can't believe he is 4, already. It doesn't seem possible at all. He was so excited for all his presents and I'm not sure he was as good as all the presents said he was. You will have to see the pile of presents. He loved everyone and was so overwhelmed with how he was going to play with all of them. My best friend and her husband were over, Tina and Shane, Arabella and Savannah, and Craig and Nichole, Mom and Dad, Mamma (Pamps was sick), and Gig and Pamps. Aunt Cindy sent a gift to have for that day, too. He had to wear his batman costume all day, of course. And we were all instructed to call him Batman. When he got in trouble he would say, "it wasn't Jackson it was Batman because he's rough" He finally passed out from the sugar high on the way home. Tootie, however, made it all the way home without falling asleep, but the car to bed transfer worked beautifully for both of them. So Eric and I have had a very peaceful evening.
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